Werewolf wizard

Chapter 53: Traces of a Wizard, The Forgotten

In a maple forest between Peter's Territory and Frank's Territory, an old man and a young girl were walking. The upper part of their right arms were both wrapped with mummy-like bandages.

Apart from this, their attire was not too different from the people of the Storm Kingdom.

The girl asked the old man, "Teacher Guke, are there really elven things here that can save us? Also, it seems like some kind of battle happened here. Different magical powers are entangled in this land."

"Am I right, Teacher?"

"A force… doesn't quite seem like a wizard's. It gives me a very uncomfortable feeling, as if I saw a poisonous snake passing by me when I was young, making me feel like I saw a natural enemy; and there's another magical power… so evil and deep, and the magical power is also very strong. That must be a wizard's magical power."

Guke looked at the girl and said kindly, "That's right. Very right. You are indeed a wizard genius. If you lived more than two thousand years ago, you would even have the chance to become a First Class Wizard Apprentice."

"Even higher achievements."

"Unfortunately… it's a pity. Someone like you deserves better resources. I'm not only looking for the Four Seasons Garden for our magical source. According to the wizard inheritance I obtained, there is also Wishing Well water in the Four Seasons Garden. If you can be immersed in it, your wizard talent will be even higher, and your mental strength will also improve a lot."

"I have a way to find the Four Seasons Garden. Because in my wizard inheritance, there are records of the types of invisibility spells and mortal retreat spells used in that wizard's remains. As long as you give me time, I can deduce the location of that wizard's remains."

The old man Guke said kindly, while he slightly raised his head and looked coldly at a maple tree in front of him. "Vier, don't worry."

"We, the forgotten, are not willing to disappear into the long river of history just like that. We hate humans, hate our wizard compatriots who abandoned us, and hate the warlock group two thousand years ago."

"And you will be one of our hopes."

"The wizard hiding in this territory, although I don't know his identity, but since he doesn't even know how to hide his magical power, it means he comes from a wild background. Although we, the forgotten, are down and out, we barely have a formed inheritance. It's not comparable to a wild background. He is not our threat. And…"

He suddenly raised his hand, and a scream was heard from behind the maple tree, as well as the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Behind the maple tree, a cultist fell to the ground, and countless vines emerged from his mouth, ears, eyes, and nose, growing out and extracting his own vitality.

Guke smiled and said, "It seems that someone wants to get there first."

"Wishful thinking."

"Do those warlocks of the Supreme Order also want to touch our wizard's things? You don't deserve it."

The cultist was extremely terrified. A bud grew out of his eyeball. A sound of an eyeball breaking was heard, and the green bud quickly bloomed and bore fruit, turning into a rose.

The little girl turned her head away, not looking at this tragic scene. "Teacher, you are too cruel. You actually use [Lesser Growth Spell] like this."

Guke glanced at the girl in surprise, and then his expression returned to kindness, "Heh heh heh, so this little girl hasn't adapted to fighting yet. But child, fighting is like this, it's either you die or I live."

The girl shook her head and said, "But this will pollute my magic. You also said that before I become a First Class Wizard Apprentice, it's best not to kill people. The more blood on my hands, the more trouble I will have in the future."

Guke glanced at the girl and thought, 'That's for geniuses like you. Why should people like us care about these things?'

…

Inside Peter's Castle, Su Nan summoned Solon, who believed in the [Lord of Fire], in the castle.

The Lord of Fire is also a member of the Order God System, and his importance is even above the Lord of Beasts, and even his ranking is faintly higher than the God of Storms.

It is only in recent years that the God of Storms has greatly increased his importance in the Order God System with the establishment of the Storm Kingdom.

Solon was originally from the [Ambrose Golden Republic] on the western [Boot Peninsula], but he seemed to have offended the nobles of the Ambrose Republic and was framed for plagiarizing other people's artistic creations. In the end, he left his country in a very downcast manner.

Just right, Su Nan needed a good craftsman.

Therefore, after Father Louis found out, he recommended this person to Su Nan, and Su Nan also tentatively extended an invitation to Solon.

When Solon saw Su Nan walking down the castle, he immediately gave Su Nan an exaggerated Ambrose etiquette. In fact, the clothes he wore were also very exaggerated, and the colors were bright and eye-catching, like a peacock.

But there was no way. The overall area of the Boot Peninsula was wealthier than the peninsula where the Storm Kingdom was located. People there often led the trend, so people in other areas might find it difficult to accept their overly open aesthetic style.

The Boot Peninsula's obsession with fashion can be traced back to their worship of the Lord of Fire.

The Lord of Fire is also the only god who, in church doctrines, requires believers to love knowledge and wisdom.

This has also led to the existence of many forms of republics on the Boot Peninsula, and the formation of city alliances to fight against feudal lords and various kings.

Among these republics, for example, there are commercial republics with lifelong governors, dictatorial republics, oligarchic republics, and universal republics. In essence, they are just larger city-states, or some small republic countries formed by larger cities annexing smaller cities.

Solon said to Su Nan, "Lord Su Nan, thank you for your trust in me, giving me a job when I was so downcast."

"As you know, plagiarism is the greatest accusation against artistic creators."

"The God of Fire is above, I would rather be burned by flames immediately than, as those stupid people say, plagiarize other people's mediocre creations. Please see, these are the ten hollow gargoyle statues I have created for you. With them decorating your roof, they will definitely be dazzling."

"And I have also made some small modifications to their images privately, deliberately bringing their images closer to the angels of the God of Storms."

Solon smiled confidently. He was full of confidence in his artistic creation, but he still did not expect that Su Nan wanted his works not for decoration, nor for religious purposes or to show off wealth.

But to use the stone carvings for magical transformation.

If he knew this, Solon might have refused this good job, which seemed to have fallen from the sky suddenly in the most difficult time of his life.

Su Nan checked these gargoyles again. They were indeed beautiful and lifelike. The most important thing was that the ratio of the wings to the body of these gargoyles was strictly carved according to his requirements.

In this way, these gargoyles with wings more than twice the length of their bodies—hollow plaster statues—can fly in the air.

This also means that this Solon is someone who can perfectly realize his requirements and only slightly exert his talent in unimportant places.

That's enough.

Su Nan glanced at Solon with satisfaction. In this era, artists are basically all-rounders. Those who can paint rarely don't do sculpture, and those who can do sculpture rarely don't do house building design, water conservancy projects, etc.

So, supporting such a person is indeed a necessity for him.

Especially the Sacrificial Stone series of potions, which require a large number of statues.

Su Nan thought for a moment and said, "The Storm Kingdom is not as wealthy as the Boot Peninsula, so the wages I give you in the early stage will be slightly less."

"Five gold coins per month, is that okay?"

Solon calculated slightly. This would be 60 gold coins a year, which was a bit less, but he also had to consider the reality of the situation.

Moreover, this is the Storm Kingdom, not the wealthy Golden Peninsula where the republics and the Papal States of the Order God System were born.

Moreover, Solon had absolute confidence in his strength. In the future, he would conquer Su Nan's aesthetics and make him give himself a higher price.

Solon smiled contentedly and saluted Su Nan again. "Thank you, Baron."

"I want to start the second artistic creation as soon as possible."

Su Nan raised his eyebrows. "There just happens to be one. I recently got two obsidian statues from the Bulgars. I need you to design two statues according to my requirements. It's best if they can be used for battle."

Solon blinked, thinking he had misheard. Used for battle?

Artistic works used for battle?

It seems… it's not impossible. This is very avant-garde!

Solon thought for a while and said, "Then let's start as soon as possible. Obsidian carving is indeed more difficult. Its hardness is much higher than ordinary stone. But it's not difficult for me."